After Dark

Winter nights are surprisingly friendly here. Our little camera doesn't do it justice.

First of all, it's never really dark. Of course, the snow reflects, but the lights of the city shine against the overcast sky, so everything has a pink glow. One Elder called it "warm." We carried a flashlight at first until we realized we never used it.

Lots of people are out and about, often even walking babies in carriages or strollers.



(Elder McEvoy with Lydia and Elders Smith, Cutler and Holden a the Botanika Church door after a meeting; the roads we walk near the Office; holiday lights on the tram stop near our apartment building.)